Wuqingjianmen is located in the southeast area. Shimen is not a famous mountain or water, but a very remote mountain ridge, surrounded by hundreds of miles of jungle shrubs. Wild boars, tigers and other nationally protected animals are also in this area.
And the most outstanding one is the South China tiger. No one would have thought that there would be a place with water in the mountains. The buildings inside are not like the villas in the ghost valley, but old wooden houses.
There are more than a dozen of these wooden houses, which look like a small village. In fact, this is the place where Wuqingjianmen is located. There are still white silk satins around it, and these things have not been removed for a long time, as if to commemorate them.
Looking at their dead children, they are still talking about Lee Kum Kee, and they have also decided to use the Zhihai City racing incident to give Lee Kum Kee an accident. Like those American empires, they want to use some unknowing
Use any means to eradicate Lee Kum Kee.
While they were talking about Lee Kum Kee, a plane flew over their village. It was only a common thing for planes to fly over their village. What was not common was a man flying over the plane and a man flying over the village.
Jumping down from a height of 100 meters, just like a future warrior appearing in this mountain forest, the ground was hit by the impact into a pit two meters deep and twenty meters in diameter, and the surrounding trees and grass were lifted aside.
He was Li Haitian, not a future soldier. He was wearing clothes, a pair of jeans and an ordinary T-shirt. Looking at the white fog in front of him, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then, with ten fingers on his hands,
The aura around him kept jumping, and the air flow around him continued to gather towards his palms, emitting a strong white light on his hands. Power, beyond the power of nature, he bounced his feet on the ground, and hit Huanglong with one move.
Shoot forward.
"Boom..." A loud noise sounded in the woods, and a powerful air wave lifted up the surrounding trees more than a hundred meters away. Whether they were small trees or old trees, they were all uprooted by the powerful air current and flew hundreds of meters away.
meters away.
After the loud noise, the white fog in front of him also dissipated, revealing a simple small village in front. The faint ancient green light in the house appeared in front of Li Haitian. At the same time, several figures, each carrying a person behind their back, appeared.
The ancient sword appeared in front of the old soy sauce Li Haitian.
The leading old man clasped his fists in front of Lee Kum Kee, saluted, and asked Li Haitian in a very friendly manner: "I don't know what you mean by your visit to our Ruthless Sword Sect late at night?"
"I see that you guys are unhappy, so I decided to go over and kick the door tonight. What do you think? Let's do it. Let me see if you external cultivators are really powerful, or if you are just bullying the weak sects!"
When I think of my precious son being stabbed by one of their sons, my heart aches, as if it was stabbed in my own body. That kind of pain can only be felt by a father.
That day, he almost killed Li Kum Kee in a battle at the Pier 1 of Yunhai City. He really regretted it, really. If Li Tianlong hadn't saved Li Kum Kee, he really didn't know how to survive? Killed the Yagyu Itken family?
Or commit suicide? For his son named Li Tian
Long is his father. He is not angry and is very happy. Over the years, he knows that Li Tianlong has paid too much to take care of little Soy Sauce. He does not ask Lee Kum Kee to forgive him, he just hopes that this baby will be well and happy.
He felt it was enough to live on earth.
Now, for the sake of Lee Kum Kee's son, he has also decided to forgive this so-called senior brother. He has thought about it and cannot live in hatred. Li Tianlong regards Lee Kum Kee as his son, and emotionally and rationally, he should do the same, because
He was the reason for his little junior sister's death.
Men don't have to have wives if they have offspring, but they don't. It's just that God gave them a choice between the two. One is in the open and the other is in the dark. Both of them live silently for Lee Kum Kee, and guarding this one will always be in their eyes.
The soy sauce brother of a child, remove all obstacles for him, this is what Li Haitian wants to do.
"What kind of sect bullies the weak? Your Excellency, please stop talking nonsense. Don't think that just because you are strong enough, you can talk nonsense? Do you really think that no one can cure you?"
Regardless of whether you are an internal practitioner or an external practitioner, as long as you practice to the point of perfection, you can leapfrog the enemy and kill the enemy. Especially the external martial arts, the swordsmanship is extremely exquisite. The ruthless sword, the sword will see blood, leapfrog the cultivator, this is in the world.
All the sects above know this. So, don’t underestimate this small sect that is indifferent to worldly affairs. Many sects are afraid of meeting them and will kill and silence them at every turn.
"Lee Kum Kee, you know, your disciple stabbed him with a sword. How do you plan to settle the score?" Li Haitian didn't regard these fourth-, third-, and second-grade swordsmen at all.
Say it in your eyes.
Similarly, they don't take Li Haitian seriously, so what if they are in the first rank? Don't think that they really only learn ruthless swordsmanship, then forget it. In addition to ruthless swordsmanship, they also have sword formations, such as Wudang,
The ancient sects of Huashan, Emei, and Shaolin all have their own mountain-holding formations, which are unpredictable and those trapped inside will either die or be injured.
"Lee Kum Kee? Are you a relative of Lee Kum Kee?" When they heard Li Haitian mention Lee Kum Kee's name, their eyes lit up and they stared at the man in front of them who was dressed in modern clothes and looked to be in his late thirties.
Yes, Li Haitian now looks like a thirty-seven or eighteen-year-old, just like Li Tianlong, but Li Tianlong was older during the battle at the Yunhai City Pier and looked more than fifty years old. On the contrary,
Li Haitian is getting younger and younger as he lives, especially in the past few days, his face keeps smiling. His brothers all said that this is a smile that their boss has not smiled in nineteen years.
"Yes, I am his father, what the hell do you think a small sect can just rob the weak? I don't care whose stuff you rob, but you robbed my son's stuff and even hurt him.
.Tonight, I will make you disappear from the earth, and no one can leave alive!"
Li Haitian said, walking towards them step by step. With each step, the bluestone on the ground left a deep footprint. With each step, the surrounding aura continued to blow to the surroundings, setting off wind, sand, dead branches and leaves, and with the wind flow,
Zhen Juan moved to the side, and everything made people feel that he was so powerful. His eyes were like a ferocious wolf in the night, staring closely at each of them, as if staring at his own prey.
"Haha, very good, very good. We are also planning to find your son who killed my son. Okay, since you have come to our door, let him pay his debt to his father. I promise you that if we kill you, we will not find him.
Your son is in trouble!" The old man standing in front laughed loudly after hearing Li Haitian's words.
"Hmph. Just suffer death because of you trash."
As Li Haitian spoke, he grasped his ten fingers and formed a fist. He used a move like a tiger to pounce on a sheep, and he opened and closed to kill their masters and disciples. Similarly, the old man's left hand shook slightly. He had not unsheathed the ancient sword for decades.
, under the faint moonlight, a ray of cold light shot at Li Haitian, and then the disciples around him also drew their swords, cooperated with their masters, and attacked Li Haitian.
It seems that this old guy is an internal and external cultivator. No wonder he is so arrogant. In Li Haitian's eyes, a second-grade internal and external cultivator is still one word: garbage! Don't think that there is only a small difference in strength between the first-grade ones. If you are
If you think like this, you are wrong. The power of each level is as far apart as the sky and the earth. You can easily kill ancient martial arts lower than the first level. As for the instant kill, it is not an exaggeration.
Li Haitian is also an internal martial artist, but most of the people you see use internal martial arts, and he is a legendary heaven-level strongman. As for external martial arts, he also practices external martial arts, just some boxing and kicking skills. Unlike Huashan, Emei, and Wudang
The factions mainly use swords.
Facing this cold light, Li Haitian exclaimed: "What a sword!"
Yes, what he praised was not the skill of the old man who quickly lifted off the coffin, but the long sword in his hand. This ancient sword move was no worse than the Emei Sect's Yitian Sword. He put his hands together and forcibly struck out this cold light.
, hold his sword together. This move against Li Haitian, against
Fang seemed to have thought that he was doing this. When Li Haitian was holding his ancient sword, he had already appeared in front of Li Haitian. An old hand with obvious muscles and bones grasped the hilt of the sword, pushed it forward hard, and tried to
It was as if he wanted to pierce his ancient sword into Li Haitian's chest.
It has to be said that the strength of this old man cannot be underestimated. He knocked Li Haitian back a step, but the long sword in his hand was still unable to move forward half an inch. As for the disciples behind him, Li Haitian sank his feet, and another wave of
The strong wind forcefully knocked them back dozens of steps, preventing them from getting close to Li Haitian.
"Heaven, Heavenly Stage?" The old man who refused to let go of his hands was knocked back more than ten steps by this powerful force. He wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, but swallowed it back into his stomach with fear in his eyes.
Looking at the man in front of me.
He now knew that those who dared to come to look for trouble were indeed prepared, and it was obvious that they did not take them seriously at all. He watched his sword fall into Li Haitian's hands, and watched his disciples return to
Beside him, Li Haitian looked at them with an evil smile and said to them: "The ruthless sword, right? Let you see the Mohist swordsmanship of both defense and offense!"
He had already begun to learn this set of swordsmanship from the Hei family when he entered the Mo family. However, he had not used it in the past nineteen years. But that did not mean that he had forgotten this set of swordsmanship and that he was unwilling to use it.
, does not mean that he has forgotten, because every time he uses a sword technique, he thinks of his little junior sister. He thinks of the sweet scene of his little junior sister practicing swordsmanship with him. Now, knowing that he has a son, he
The hatred in my heart has been taken over by Lee Kum Kee's existence.
As soon as the internal martial arts, combined with the offensive and defensive swordsmanship of the Mohist family, which is famous at home and abroad, were used, all the surrounding trees fell down. Under the strong internal force and at extremely high speed, a sword wave was formed. It rolled towards them,
Under the moonlight, the sword wave formed a huge silver-white sword, covering the sky and the sun. Wherever it passed, the rocks were shaken into lime.
"Let's go, you go quickly, this is the legendary heavenly step."
Looking at the opponent's strength, they knew that their sword array could not deal with him at all. They were afraid that they would have been seriously injured by his power before they got close to him. The Wuqing Sword Sect had very few disciples, and he knew that tonight the opponent would attack him.
He was so saddened by the killers that he did not intend to let them leave alive. As the leader of the Ruthless Faction, he did not want to think that this generation would all be ruined in his hands.
As he said that, the old pair of hands were Zhang again, and the long sword in their disciple's hand was summoned to his master's hand. Six ancient swords floated in front of their master, forming a two-meter-seventy-centimeter-long ancient sword. The sword he had just swallowed
The blood in his stomach finally couldn't be restrained, and he spat on the six ancient swords with a pop. He gritted his teeth and shouted again:
"Go quickly, quickly!"
"Master!" Liu Zi said as he saw his master vomiting blood.
"Let's go, let's go!"
The leader of the Ruthless Sword Sect knew that he could not defeat the strong man in front of him. In order to protect the inheritance of the Ruthless Sword sect, he hoped that he could give them some time to escape. With the help of them, they could escape in this familiar mountain forest.
Going is not a problem.
"Master!" Wiping away his tears, without looking back, the six of them ran around like cheetahs, running away with fear in their hearts!
Before they could escape for a few seconds, a scream came from behind, the sound that had accompanied them through dozens of years. They knew that their master had suffered a tragedy. They were holding back the grief in their mouths, and their terrified eyes were illuminated by the faint moonlight.
Run, escape, but there was another familiar scream behind them. The sound was very loud, as if telling them to run away. With every scream, the night-scare birds left their nests, and the sound of crows sounded.